She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wenshu concentrated for a moment, clicked on Liu Leyou's Weibo, and saw that his latest video was an interview with Ling Chen.

Seeing the amount of likes and retweets on this Weibo, Zhu Wenshu was inexplicably nervous.

She carefully read the comments, one by one...

Huh? No one seems to have mentioned her stinginess?

So she clicked on the video.

She didn't finish reading the nearly 30 minutes of content, and finally stopped at Liu Leyou and Ling Chen's WeChat.

There is no episode of borrowing money from her at all.

While heaving a sigh of relief, Zhu Wenshu wanted to ask Ling Chen what was going on.

But after thinking about it, he didn't think he wanted to be on camera so much, so he came to ask on purpose.

Stopping this thought, Zhu Wenshu didn't read any more, and switched to the taxi-hailing software, seeing that there were only thirty or so people left in front of him.

And the bus station was also vacant while she was watching the video, leaving her alone.

Zhu Wenshu looked around boredly, and took a photo with his mobile phone.

In the cold and bleak rain, the old public house sign looks crumbling.

——[I finally realized what it was like to be the last kid in the class to be picked up. ]

Posted this circle of friends, and the comments came quickly.

Zhu Wenshu lowered his head, clicked into Moments, and the small picture in the reminder... was actually the photo of Ling Chen that she had seen just now? !

ah? ?

Does he even watch Moments? ?

Zhu Wenshu clicked in, but the name of the note showed——Zhu Qisen.

Zhu Qisen: How does it feel specifically? Expand and talk.

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

Startled her.

Recalling later, Ling Chen's profile picture is not his own.

She replied to Zhu Qisen: What the hell is your profile picture?

Zhu Qisen: You don't understand 101 ways to please your girlfriend.

Zhu Wenshu ignored him, just looked at his head portrait, as if Ling Chen himself had come to witness her embarrassment at the moment.

But it may be that Ling Chen appeared frequently in her life recently, her thoughts diverged in the rain, and she gradually remembered that the last time she was so embarrassed, it seemed that Ling Chen was also there.

At that time, the college entrance examination was about to take place, and the whole school suspended classes for the third year of senior high school, and had to study independently.

In the tense atmosphere about to go to the battlefield, Zhu Wenshu sorted out the wrong question book and found that he always made mistakes in one physics-type question and never solved it.

She didn't know what to do, and when she thought of the college entrance examination that was just around the corner, she swore that she had to study them thoroughly.

So she worked all afternoon, and when it was time to leave school, she was not in a hurry to go home, not wanting to interrupt her thoughts.

After she was able to clearly and completely write out all the ideas for solving the questions, the classroom would be the same as now, with almost everyone leaving.

Zhu Wenshu tidied his schoolbag briefly, and was about to get up when his forehead suddenly felt cold.

Looking down, there were indeed dark red marks on the stool.

She immediately sat back down.

In the past few days, she was on her menstrual period, and she forgot to go to the toilet to change sanitary napkins regularly because she was too involved in the questions.

In the hot summer, she only wore short sleeves and school pants.

Although there was no one in the school, she still had to take the bus and walk through the alley to go home.

The teenage girl was thin-skinned, thinking that so many people would see the marks on her trousers, she couldn't help knocking her head on the table lightly.

help...

Who can save her at this time.

She kowtowed for a while, and suddenly thought that some classmates might have left clothes in the classroom, so she turned her head immediately.

With a glance, he first saw Ling Chen who was sitting in the corner and hadn't left yet.

She froze for a moment, seeing that he was still wearing a school uniform jacket on this hot day, she felt hopeful.

"Ling Chen..."

Hearing the name, Ling Chen raised his head and looked at her from a distance in the corner, but did not speak.

Because of unfamiliarity, Zhu Wenshu was a little embarrassed to make such a request, and his face flushed a little.

"Um... can you do me a favor?"

"what?"

With such a distance, Zhu Wenshu couldn't say it out loud.

"Can you come here first?"

Ling Chen stared at her for a while, then got up and came over.

Standing at her desk, she didn't speak.

"It's just...my pants are a little dirty..." Zhu Wenshu hesitated, "Can you lend me your coat to wear home for a day?"

Ling Chen's eyes were filled with surprise, puzzlement, and subconscious rejection.

He lowered his hands, and unconsciously pinched the cuffs with his fingers on the side of his trousers, hiding the traces of stitches, and did not speak.

"Ah, it's okay if you're inconvenient, I'll look at someone else's."

Zhu Wenshu kept staring at his face. Seeing his expression, he soon realized that he didn't want to.

She knew that this request of hers was indeed a little too much. After all, he was a boy in the third year of high school, so he must know what she wanted to do.

If you feel dirty and don't want to borrow it, you can understand it.

Fortunately, at this time, some students who came back to get things passed the corridor.

Zhu Wenshu saw it from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly called out: "Yin Yueze!"

The memory was forcibly interrupted by Zhu Wenshu here, and she was too lazy to recall what happened after borrowing Yin Yueze's clothes.

The rain finally eased a little, but the cool wind blew and blew her

It was extremely cold in those rain-soaked places.

Zhu Wenshu shuddered. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, he thought that he should get a taxi too.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at it. There were more than 20 people in line ahead, and she expected to wait for a while.